All through high school, no one had ever asked me out. No boys checked me out, or even looked at me. I was a smart math geek. That was the way things went for me, and I didn't mind one bit.

I wasnít ugly, no. I was alright looking, actually. I was short, about five feet four inches in height.

I wasnít the slimmest girl you'd ever meet, I was just average, and definitely not fat. My hair was always curly, naturally, and I never did anything different then left it down all the time. It was just a plain brown color, like my plain brown eyes. I wore glasses and no makeup, and just jeans and a t-shirt. Nothing special, because thatís what I was. Plain and unspecial.

I had always thought I would graduate unkissed, unloved by a boy, and definitely a cherry, a god damn virgin, which only happened to Mormons and fat chicks.

Although boys were never interested in me, I had many guy friends who I dearly loved, and who were so good to me. My best friend was named Shane. I met him when I tripped over him in biology class the first day of our freshman year. He helped me up, and smiles at me, telling me he loved my glasses.

I instantly liked Shane. He instantly liked me. We were fast friends, very close ever since.

By the time I was 18 I knew the truth. I was madly in live with a boy I'd never have. Shane. He was so beautiful. He was skinny and lanky, with blonde hair, hat hair that was always so sexy.

"Jessie! Jessssie!! Jess-i-ca!"

I turned and saw Shane running down the hall of our high school.

"Hey," I answered, blushing that I didn't hear him.

"Itís the last Friday of the school year! Next week ends on Thursday", he reminded me with real excitement.

"What do you have planned," I giggled. "You seem so excited."

"Well my parents are out of town, of course, and well I'm throwing a party, I was hoping you'd be there with me," he informed me, staring into my eyes, his glacier blue eyes staring right into mine. With him? Why with him. I'll be there, yes, but what's this with him business?

"Yes of course!"

"Good, come to my house at eight okay?"

"Kay, see you then!"

Shane grinned a huge mischievous smile and then kissed me gently on the cheek, which he hardly ever did. I was a bit shocked and he chuckled as he walked away.

The whole rest of the day I was so excited for his party. Shane was very popular so there's be a ton of my friends there, and good music and knowing Shane, good food too. I paced my room at almost eight, frustrated with all my unparty clothes that inhabited my closet.

"Shit, what can I wear?" I asked myself nervously. I looked everywhere through all my drawers until I found the perfect thing to wear. This would blow his mind, I thought to myself. I slipped on a very short denim skirt and a slutty, low-cut tank top that was red. You could see a bit of my black bra strap, but I let it slide. I slipped on some converse and headed out the door. When I turned back and put eyeliner on.

"Jessie where are you going?" my mom called

"Shane's i might be in late," I informed her.

"Thatís alright, have fun, I love you!"

"I love you too," I said as I left and got into my car.

"Oh god. He's going to think I'm such a slut," I whined to myself. "I'm so stupid!"

I kept driving though and got to his house. I got out of the car and walked up the steps, checking the time on my phone, noticing it was already eight, eyeing the completely car-free driveway and street, except his own.

I walked into his house with out knocking like usual.

"Shane?" I called. He came down the stairs, looking very sexy, wearing stunning dark, skinny jeans and a t-shirt.

"Hey Jessie," he called to me, very calmly. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, arms folded on his chest, watching me with his beautiful blue eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

"You."

"Shane where is everyone else?"

"I lied to you Jessie."

"What?" I asked, shocked he would lie.

"Itís just going to be me and you," he paused. "You look so beautiful."

"What is going on?"

"I needed to bring you here to talk to you," he half whispered.

"Are you okay? What's going on?"

"Come with me," he took my hand and led me up to his room. He motioned to his bed and I sat down. He sat down next to me. My head was spinning. I had slept in his bed many times before, I should be used to all the smells and the sight of his room but this time was different, this is what I dreamed about late at night, what made me so aroused, so wet. I was so turned on, just by his cologne. He took both of my hands.

"Jessie, there's something I've been keeping from you all these years."

"What's that?" he didn't answer. He just looked into my eyes, so affectionately. He leaned in closer and closer, until he shut his eyes and crushed his lips against mine. He held me so close, and I melted into his body. He gently pushed me down until I was lying on his bed. He was leaning over me when he spoke.

"I've been in love with you since day one," he whispered.

"I'm in love with you," I whispered back. He smiled and kissed me again and again, crawling more and more on top of me. He gently slipped his tongue in my mouth, causing me to moan. His tongue gently touched mine and explored my whole mouth, hungrily. I could feel my pussy getting so wet. I Wanted Shane. I needed him inside of me.

As he kissed me he pressed his groin against my pussy, through my skirt and his jeans. I could feel that he was rock hard.

I wasnít going to be shy anymore. I was going to get what I wanted. I slipped shirt over his head as we kissed, and he looked at me, stunned, but he got excited, kissing me more passionately and fiercely. He hands wandered under my shirt and he unhooked my bra, he watched my expression, and seeing that I liked it, he gently removed my shirt. I slipped out of my bra, leaving my breasts in plain sight.

"Oh jess," he whispered, wide eyed. He took one in his hand and he massaged it, gently touching my nipple. He made me squirm so much, so uncontrollably. He put a mouth one a nipple, sucking and flicking his tongue over my nipple. I was so aroused, and in such sexual ecstasy. I moaned softly and whispered his name.

His hands started to wander to my skirt, and he stopped. He looked me dead in the eye as if to ask if it was too far. I smiled. He gently unbuttoned my skirt, his hands shaking with nervousness. He did it though; he slipped my skirt off of me, and slipped a hand into my pink pussy.

"Ooh," I moaned, and he smiled. He kissed me over and over as he fingered me, moving his fingers in and out of my dripping pussy. He slowly lowered his face and kissed my pussy lips. I screamed out in surprise and pleasure. He flicked his tongue over my clit, making me squirm and buck.

"Shane...Shane..." I gasped. "I'm going to cum!"

"Yes baby yes," he whispered.

He kept licking my clit and fucking me with his fingers until I couldnít t-shirt anymore, and I exploded. I closed my eyes and bucked upward arching my back with the most pleasurable feeling in the whole world-my first real orgasm. My love honey oozed from my pussy as i moaned so loud and he licked it all up.

Once he was finished he quickly pulled off his pants and his boxers. His dick wasnít huge, but I was still very nervous about having him inside me. He saw it in my eyes.

"Is this what you want?" he whispered so sexily.

"Yes please, please Shane, I want you," I gasped.

He slipped a condom on as he kissed me.

"Baby, its your first time, it might hurt," he whispered. "If you want me to stop I will"

"Please just be gentle" I whispered as I kissed him

"Baby, I wouldnít think of doing it any other way" he kissed me again and again, and then my neck, nibbling on my neck, kissing down my stomach, down on my pussy, and on my inner thighs. It forced my legs to open wide, and he crawled on top of me.

He gently put the tip of his cock into my tight pussy. I cringed at the pain.

"It'll only hurt for a second, I promise," he whispered. He kissed me again and again, gently pushing his hips closer to mine, forcing his dick farther into me.

"Ooh!" I let out, shutting my eyes, in a mixture of pain and pleasure. When he was all the way inside of me, he watched my eyes. I was flying high! He felt so good inside of me, his dick so hard in me.

He slowly pulled his cock out, and slid back in, penetrating slowly into me.

He stared moaning so loud. "You feel so good," he gasped.

I let out a low moan, having so much pleasure I was unable to talk. He kept kissing me the entire time, as he started to penetrate faster and faster.

"Ooh god!" I yelled, as he slid in and out of me as fast as he could. I could feel his tension building in him.

"Jess, baby, I'm going to cum," he gasped. And he did. He exploded his cum into the condom, and I could feel him growing limp. I moaned again, slowly coming down from my ecstasy. He stayed in me, breathing hard, and sweat rolling down his face. He held me close, kissing me lovingly, and gently.

"Jessica, I Love you," he whispered.

"I love you," I replied, and he went back to kissing me.

We were both so tired, and when he pulled out, there was blood everywhere, on his bed, on his dick and in my pussy. I blushed and shut my eyes, embarrassed by the mess I made.

"Baby, let's get you cleaned up," he whispered to me, getting up from his bed. He led me by the hand into the shower, and started the hot water. We made out in the barroom while it heated up, and when it did, we both got in, and he held me almost the whole time. He never stopped kissing me.

We got out of the shower when I was clean, and he helped me dry off, giving me his robe. He wrapped a towel around himself and led me to his room. He gently slipped one of his own shirts over my head and I put it on. He slipped into se sweats, and took off the dirty blankets from his bed.

He crawled into it, motioning for me to come with him.

He held me in his arms as I laid with him, kissing him and telling him I loved him.

When I went back to school on Monday, I was no longer unloved, unkissed and a virgin. I was territorially marked and taken by the love of my life. I held my head high. I was no longer a loser, I was Shane's girl.

I graduated from high school four years ago today. Yesterday, Shane and I came home for the summer, from school In Canada. He asked me to walk with him down the halls of our high school. I did. And this time, instead of asking me to come to his party, he asked me to be his wife.

And I said yes.

I will always be Shane's girl.

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